He said nothing, and she didn't know that he had taken all the things himself.

I went back to the room, washed my face, sat in front of the dressing table, and took out Liu Aijia's earrings.

She originally wanted to find an opportunity to borrow Liu Aijia's earrings back, so she asked Liu Aijia privately, and in order to be jealous, she would commit crimes. Wouldn't her conscience be uneasy?

But now...

An Yin took a long breath, waved away the boredom in her chest, put the earrings back into the decorative box, and went to bed.

Suddenly, the door sounded softly.

An Yin opened her eyes and saw the door being pushed open in the darkness. The man stood at the door with a tall and straight figure.

His back was facing the soft lights in the corridor, and he could not see the expression on his face, but he instantly felt the powerful aura he had in his body.

An Yin suffocated her breath, turned over, and pretended to be asleep.

Qin Jian locked the door and walked to the bed.

He lifted An Yin's quilt, lay down close to her, and took her whole body into his arms.

His warm breath squirted behind her ears.

An Yin's heart suddenly tightened, subconsciously shrank, but was hugged tighter.

His hot and fiery kiss fell down.

Ears, neck...

The pajama buttons were unbuttoned, and he equalized her body and buried his head.

An Yin suffocated her breath and clenched her quilt with her hands.

He wandered on her chest for a while, then stopped, let her go, and turned over and got out of bed.

An Yin suddenly grabbed his hand, "What do you mean?"

Qin Jian turned around and looked at her indifferently.

Before An Yin could wait for the answer, an inexplicable aggrievance surged up. She had been suppressing her emotions for these days without warning, "Is it interesting to play with me like this?"

"It's interesting to get into you?" Qin Jian stared at her in the dark.

"..." An Yin choked.

She didn't have to do anything with him, but he was so ambiguous with her, but there was always a layer of relationship that made her unable to understand what he wanted.

This unclear relationship was like a bomb that could explode at any time tied to her, which made her very uneasy.

Qin Jian slowly leaned down and approached her.

An Yin's body was completely stiff. She let go of his wrist and slightly shrank backwards.

Qin Jian supported his arms on both sides of her shoulders and stared at her.

The moonlight shone in, and a layer of silver radiance was placed on his face, making his cold face even colder.

The man's cold and dark eyes patrolled her face, and his eyes looked like a wolf in the wilderness to judge his prey.

After a moment, he looked her in the eye, "Don't worry, the day you will be screaming under me."

He said too directly, An Yin's heartbeat missed a beat, and she shivered her lips and couldn't answer the words.

"If you really can't wait, I can use other methods to satisfy you." The man's hand reached into the quilt, stroked her smooth legs, and slowly stroked it until...

An Yin's face changed, and her hand quickly pressed the troubled hand through the quilt, but her strength could not stop the reckless hand at all.

"don't want……"

Not only did he keep going, he went deeper until her breathing became rapid and her body trembled slightly uncontrollably, and then he retreated. He went to her chest and twitched her, then stood up and slowly retreated.

"If it's not enough, come to my room and beg me."

"You're such a bastard."

An Yin was so angry that her face was blue, and she grabbed the pillow and smashed it at him.

Qin Jian took the pillow, threw it back to the bed, turned around and walked towards the door, opened the door, and walked out.

An Yin stared at the door that was closed again, so angry that she almost burst into tears.

Rogue, beast, smelly bastard!
Chapter completed!